Using Water Condensation Sword, it was not as sturdy as a true magical treasure, but fortunately, it was inexhaustible.
This was merely a water-based spell. Those who studied Earth Sorcery could also condense earth into armor and weapons for battle. It was even said that cultivators leaning toward the Metal Attribute could directly refine metal from ore veins and shape it into blades. Of course, in terms of sturdiness, they could not compare to carefully forged weapons and were only useful in an emergency.
The transparent water swords, even refracting light, collided with the flying sword. Water was ultimately less durable than the flying sword and shattered without cease, the fragments turning into droplets that fell back into the lake.
Bai Yujun's right hand formed dazzlingly intricate seals as she cast her spell. Her mastery was still lacking, so she could not cast instantly and had to use hand seals as support.
A rotating vortex appeared around the sword hilt. Dense water vapor gathered continuously, damaged again and again by the flying sword, then repaired again and again, somehow blocking it.
"Hmph, mere parlor tricks."
The Eight-character mustache man looked utterly disdainful and urged his flying sword forward once more with force!
Bai Yujun did not use conspicuous Pure Yang spells like Turn Heaven and Earth. It was better to remain hidden in this Southern Wasteland. Who knew whether some large tribe or great stronghold bore a grudge against Pure Yang and would come rushing over to kill her upon hearing the news?
She was not worried about the water swords collapsing. Her two small hands once more formed all manner of strange gestures before her chest, while her cherry lips recited complex, profound incantations. The murmured chant echoed across the lake. Droplets began hopping on the placid surface, and